Wishful thinking isn't particularly bad. Without it, how would you paint happy ideas inside your mind? Don't be so cynical.

Energy moves in waves. Waves move in patterns. Patterns move in rhythms. A human being is just that energy, waves, patterns, rhythms. Nothing more. Nothing less. A dance.

Don't be afraid to show your light.. If it ends up being too much for people.. tell them to wear sunglasses!

The fastest way to still the mind is to move the body

Between the head and feet of any given person is a billion miles of unexplored wilderness.

You just have to determine to settle for nothing less than being FULLY ALIVE, to show up, be who you are, and share your gifts.

Dancing, singing, storytelling and silence are the four universal healing salves.

Allow your passion to become your purpose, and it will one day become your profession.

Put your body in motion and your psyche will heal itself.

Remember that you have a choice in what you see. If you choose to see a person's darkness, you strengthen your darkness within. If you choose to see their light, you shine from the inside out.

The key to serenity is trusting that the universe has your back.

What we love to do we find time to do.

Cast your cares on God that anchor holds.

A pardon for Edward Snowden would be good for America and would help burnish the president's legacy as one of the primary defenders of human rights.

It’s not the struggles that define you; it’s how you overcome them.

Resentments lodge inside you, causing you to lose touch with your inherent worth, your joy, and - more important - your God-loving heart.

I believe the destiny of your generation - and your nation - is a rendezvous with excellence.

What humans do with the language of mathematics is to describe patterns.

Also, chubby people can never truly pull off ethereal the same way skinny people can never be jolly.

It's going to take about a year or two for the transfer to be completed. We have a certification program so professionals can teach deep listening.

It was not a matter of believing or disbelieving what I read, but of feeling something new, of being affected by something that made the look of the world different.